I held a crab yesterday, for the first time- alive. I've held dead crabs, hermit crabs, and...yeah, snow crab legs at red lobster. I sold crabs at kings, raked them up clam digging back home in New England, and stepped over them in the oceans in Thailand. I've even eaten them whole (soft shell crab). Crabs have been a part of my life, and I've been terrified of them. I overcame my fear of crabs by holding a decorator crab at the little pier aquarium in Santa Barbara. He was cute, and really relaxed into my hand. It took me a while, but I finally went for it. Wow! What a feeling it is, to get past a fear- and how often do these opportunities present themselves?
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He was smiling at you.
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